The exact term is “sprawled out.” There is something particularly American in the way the American Liaison is sprawled out. Giraut moves his mirror, stopping when he has a good perspective on the American Liaison seated in one of the armchairs of the suite's living room. Someone clears their throat at the other end of the room. Because this night in 1978, this stormy night in Camber Sands, is The Night That Ends Lorenzo Giraut's Life As He Knows It. Those moments that one associates with Fate. In dramatically crucial moments that change one's life completely. The sky of Camber Sands on this September night in 1978 is one of those skies you see in dramatically crucial scenes. There are bursts of intense blue electric sparks here and there. The clouds filled with eddies and whirls are like a brain. It's that color that skies turn when a late-afternoon storm generates a state somewhere between day and night. The color of the sky isn't particularly diurnal nor particularly nocturnal.
Seated with his legs crossed on the floor of the living room of the Hotel in the Sands, beneath his mattress, Lorenzo Giraut moves the little mirror until he has a good view of the Camber Sands sky. Filled with places that are somewhere else or at some other time or that simply aren't. It's the same with the Fishing Trophy Room. In the here and now, in 1978, the Old Map Store no longer exists or doesn't yet exist or perhaps has never existed. Not the same Camber Sands that will appear almost thirty years later in the Filial Dream about Camber Sands. He is sitting on the floor of the shelter, looking at the sky on the other side of the window with a little mirror taken from the suite's bathroom. In the middle of the living room of his suite at the Hotel in the Sands at Camber Sands, Lorenzo Giraut has built some sort of small shelter using various pieces of furniture and the mattress from his bed. Those brains that crackle and spark and bubble, their irregular surfaces covered with small electrical charges. The sky of Camber Sands looks like those brains that live in a tank surrounded by machines. Wear sensible shoes and always say thank you. Accursèd! Accursèd be it to the æons! Hell. There is no bond that can unite the divided but love: all else is a curse. "Fill a Pot" - Witches need to fill cauldrons and Hunters must prevent them from doing so.The Word of Sin is Restriction. 'Hunt a Hag' – Skills are disabled for both teams and hunters can only use their melee weapon. 'Mobification' – Caught witches turn into hunters. 'Hide & Seek' – Hunters have to find all the witches to win the game. Unlock more and more items as you play the game and earn experience, so you can individualize your hunter or witch according to your own personal taste! Glorious rewards await the most curious of witches who can find and mimic all of them!įill your wardrobe with stylish shirts and wacky brooms. Witches can switch between different props as they please, as well as perform different spells to confuse or scare their opponents!Įach map is filled with an ever-expanding amount of unique props that witches can disguise themselves as, from large items of furniture to small foods and fruits. Witches have the ability to mimic almost anything in the landscape in order to fool the hunters and stay alive. Hunters are equipped with a range of different tools and gadgets to help them with their task, whether it is a loyal chicken that scans for sneaky witches or a body slam skill that causes huge impact damage in one area! Each map has its own stories and secrets for you to delve into and discover!Īs a hunter, your job is to hunt down all the witches for the sake of a peaceful town. The Witch It world is jam-packed with humble villages, icy lakes, and ancient libraries for you to explore and hide within. Brave hunters seek hidden witches in a humorous, magical world. Witch It is a multiplayer hide & seek game.
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